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Brad imagines for all of you ❤
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You and Brad had arranged to have dinner in a fancy restaurant with the other boys and their girlfriends. You had all finished your meals and were waiting on getting dessert served. It had been a lovely evening but the only thing bothering you, and everyone else, was that Brad was hardly speaking to anyone. You, and the boys, had tried to speak to him countless times but he would always give short replies and his mind seemed to be elsewhere.
The rest of the boys were chatting amongst each other and their girlfriends while you and Brad sat next to each other in silence.
You smirked to yourself as you thought of an idea, hopefully to get Brad talking again.
You started a conversation with Connor about what he was planning to do with his girlfriend at the weekend.
While he was talking and you nodded along, you slipped your right hand and brushed it along Brad's thigh causing him to turn and look at you. You didn't look back at him, you just carried on talking to Connor pretending nothing was happening.
You slowly moved your fingertips up and down his thigh as Brad clenched his jaw
"Stop it, [Y/N]." Brad muttered under his breath so only you could hear.
When your conversation with Connor had come to an end you turned to Brad and gave him an innocent smile.
You went a bit further, completely forgetting that the aim was just to make him speak but now craving something more. You lightly brushed your fingers over his crotch, making him moan.
"[Y/N], don't be a tease." Brad whispered into your ear.
You pressed down harder on his crotch, palming him through the fabric before moving your mouth next to his ear.
"You love it," you whispered, kissing just below his ear, sending Brad into overdrive.
"Sorry guys, we have to go." Brad stood up from his chair and then turned to the rest of the group who still had no idea what had been going on underneath the table.
"What? Why?" James asked, confused.
"We just have to, come on [Y/N]." Brad said through gritted teeth.
"Oh okay..." You mumbled, acting innocent while trying to fight a smirk wiping across your face. "See you guys later I guess?"
"You're such a tease," Brad smirked, placing a kiss on your neck as he pulled you out of the restaurant.
